Nightmare Attack

Sniffling, Yao Shunyu had a touch of greed on his face, "Wang Fugui has nothing to say, but Jiang Cheng, you are not a simple person, and you will not do such a stupid thing.

"You two, as well as Luo Tianhe, Yuan Shanyuan, and that blindfolded Bai Yu, you will not do such a thing." Yao Shunyu laughed hoarsely, "Of course, there is me, I will not do it either , so the murderer can only be among the remaining people."

Facing this Yao Shunyu who seemed to be in a bad mental state, the fat man was also a little undecided, "According to what you say, there are only five people left: Zhang Shiwei, Li Bai, Li Shanru, Lin Qianqian, and... and Ding Zhenzong."

"The murderer is among the five of them, but the probability of Ding Zhenzong is very small." Yao Shunyu had the same idea as Jiang Cheng, and he patted the fat man's hand gently.

After seeing Jiang Cheng nod, the fat man withdrew his strength and put Yao Shunyu down. Yao Shunyu gasped for air, his chest heaving up and down, "How is it? Do you agree to cooperate?"

"Cooperation is possible, but we should not be bait." Jiang Cheng looked at Yao and Shunyu, "It is up to you to lure the other party out."

As soon as these words came out, Yao Shunyu's expression became wonderful, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "So you can see it too, whatever, as long as we can find this guy, it will be good for all of us. "

For some reason, after looking at Yao Shunyu's smiling face for a long time, Fatty actually felt a sense of fear in his heart, as if the person dressed as a student was wearing a mask, but his real face was still hidden underneath.

Crossing his hands together and putting them behind his head, Yao Shunyu yawned loudly, "I'm so sleepy. I'm going back to find a place to rest. I'll come find you tomorrow night. Good night."

"I won't send it."

After sending away Yao Shunyu, the fat man was full of questions, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Jiang Cheng, "It's too late, go to sleep first, you will know everything tomorrow night."

Since the doctor said so, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He was already tired after working hard all day. Not long after his head hit the pillow, the fat man fell asleep.

It was also in line with the old saying, what you think about day and night, you dream about. He dreamed that he and the doctor were running for their lives, and a huge black horse was chasing after them. The horse's legs were a little thinner than a telephone pole. It was very scary.

The doctor couldn't dodge and was kicked down by the horse's leg. Then, in the fat man's desperate eyes, the heavy horse's hoof stepped directly on the doctor's mouth, crushing most of his head.

The fat man let out a painful cry, "I told you to practice some virtue in your daily life. Doctor, you didn't listen. You kept talking too much one day. Now you must be punished."

Fortunately, the fat man was woken up not long after. The moment he opened his eyes and saw the doctor's face, the fat man reacted.

Throughout the morning, he comforted himself in his mind that the dream was the opposite. No one could kill a guy like the doctor who was a thief.

When they came to the bedroom, Song Keli was still the same, with dull eyes like a dying old man. He Tianhe and others were sitting on the side, discussing something in a low voice.

After a while, Zhang Shiwei and others who were sleeping on the first floor came up, carrying food boxes in their hands, "It's time to have breakfast. Someone just opened the courtyard door outside and brought food boxes in."

After breakfast, everyone discussed continuing to go out to inquire for information. Compared with yesterday, their inquiry today was more targeted. Jiang Cheng had already decided that he needed to go to Baomo Zhai again.

The boss there is not an ordinary person, and he probably has information about the "Ghost Horse Picture".

Luo Tianhe proposed to go for a walk outside the city and see the small mountain village with his own eyes. Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Maybe he can get different news from the villagers there.

"I want to go to the Japanese hospital again. If you don't see those corpses with your own eyes, you won't completely believe me." Ding Zhenzong's eyes were red, and He Ping's death became a heartache between him and everyone. Knot.

"Which one of you is going with me?" Ding Zhenzong turned his head and asked.

The good old man Zhang Shiwei stood up and said, "Brother Ding, don't take what happened yesterday to your heart. This is fine. I will accompany you. If anything goes wrong, we can take care of each other."

Ding Zhenzong snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"In this case, the rest of us will stay here and gather information nearby. Leave this place to us, so you can rest assured." Lin Qianqian said in a very soft but comfortable voice.

After leaving the gate of Su's house, Fatty saw the two cart drivers from yesterday in the distance, but as soon as they saw it was Fatty Jiangcheng coming out, they pulled the cart, turned around and ran away.

Helpless, Jiang Cheng had to find two more rickshaws.

When passing the bridge yesterday, Jiang Cheng vaguely heard slogans in the distance. The driver pulling the cart stopped tacitly, turned around at the same time, and planned to change direction.

"Why don't you walk on the bridge?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The coachman turned his head, wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sir, please listen, there are too many people on the other side of the bridge, and our car can't pass."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the driver, "That's it. You can go."

Then I walked across the bridge with the fat man. After not walking very far, a large group of people came across from the opposite side. Different from the last time I met, this time there were not only young people in the crowd, but also people dressed in different costumes. People from all walks of life.

Everyone had anger written on their faces, and they walked forward bravely with firm steps. Thick crowds of people crowded the whole street.

"Severely punish the traitors!"

"National scum!"

"Shame on Song Keli as a scholar!"

"Selling friends for glory will lead to a good death!!"

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The sound was drowned out, and after the team rolled over, Fatty and Jiang Cheng were quickly engulfed by the wave, and the two of them were almost pushed away by the crowd.

Looking at the faces beside them, either young or rough, with the same perseverance, the men and women's eyes reveal terrifying yet fearless strength.

"Severely punish the traitors!" the fat man raised his arms and shouted.

The fat man's voice spread like water waves, with an inspiring force. People around him raised their fists in response: "Severely punish the traitors!"

"Selling friends for glory is unforgivable!"

"Selling friends for glory is unforgivable!"

"God bless China!" The fat man was pushed to a position in the middle of the crowd, his face flushed with excitement. The crowd gathered around him and roared along with him.

"God bless China!"

…

After walking half the street, the fat man's voice was hoarse from shouting, but his excitement was beyond words until an arm grabbed him and pulled him out of the crowd.

"Stop shouting and inquire about the matter first. Go and find a leading student and ask what happened to Song Keli selling his friends to seek glory."

Jiang Cheng looked for the target in the crowd with a pair of sly eyes.

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